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"Get it down. Take chances. It may be bad, but it's the only way you can do anything good."—William Faulkner

"You may not be a Picasso or Mozart but you don't have to be. Just create to create. Create to remind yourself you're still alive. Make stuff to inspire others to make something too. Create to learn a bit more about yourself."-Frederick Terral

"Convince yourself that you are working in clay, not marble, on paper not eternal bronze: Let that first sentence be as stupid as it wishes."—Jacques Barzun

“One nice thing about putting the thing away for a couple of months before looking at it is that you start to appreciate your own wit. Of course, this can be carried too far. But it's kind of cool when you crack up a piece of writing, and then realize you wrote it. I recommend this feeling.”-Steven Brust, fantasy writer

**REMOVED AND SOON TO BE PUBLISHED! Please see my profile for details** Lara Montgomery is a do-gooder...or a dream-ruining, boyfriend stealing sl*t, it really depends who you talk to. In an attempt to atone for past sins she completes good deeds for fellow students who request her help, much to the disgust of Fletcher Townsend, the biggest past sin of them all.

Life was complicated enough. Her job required a clearance, several passports, and lying to her boyfriend. When she gets mixed up with the CIA's fifth Most Wanted, she has to go undercover with her partner as his fiancée. It doesn't help that he's overprotective, that they have to sleep in the same bed, or that he manages to get into that little compartment behind her heart. [FIN]

-Companion piece to Guys Like You- "Because what was Brice Abrams doing with a girl like her? She smelled like beer, and not because she'd had any, and she had lasted a total of ten minutes at a party before bailing. She wasn't popular. She didn't fit in with this crowd. With Brice's crowd."

She was handing out fliers and talking to people. He wasn't sure why he went up to her. She was cute, but nothing special. But she looked nice. And maybe he wanted to pick on her, just a little. -previously published under tastethekiss-

I met Justin at a wedding reception, where I introduced myself as Britney. It was too bad that my name wasn't really Britney and I wasn't supposed to be at that reception. -previously published under tastethekiss-

For the Popping That Question contest / "She saw Neil on one knee before her, holding a black velvet box. Maggie's eyes widened. She wasn't even sure that she could breathe. 'Mags,' he croaked, but she just shook her head, turned around, and ran." -previously published under tastethekiss-

I had to go to prom. Senior year prom is the most important of the high school dances. Everyone who is anyone goes, even if the music is terrible and the chicken is rubbery. All I had to do was find a date. -previously published under tastethekiss-

Nila talked to nerdy boys, who played World of Warcraft, who read Starship Troopers, who were on the debate team. Not boys like Brice Abrams, who played football, baseball, and a little pick-up basketball on the side. -previously published under tastethekiss-

"Corntowners speak American and we will NOT speak your Spanish or your French or your German and certainly not your Arabic, you Middle Eastern terrorist. And get off of our land before you bomb something. This is Corntown, Pennsylvania. Nice to have you." -Previously published under tastethekiss-

Joel's eyes moved toward the trophy case. The pictures, the medals, they never changed. The people in them did. The girl in the picture loved gymnastics. The girl beside him didn't care for life. -previously published under tastethekiss-

People think that when you get married or engaged or something, everything gets easier. But it only gets harder. We're going to fight. I promise you that. I'm going to break your heart. But I promise to always love you, Halle. -previously published under tastethekiss-

He invited me on a date in the commons area of the dorm rooms. It was his idea to play Never Have I Ever. That idea was the death of him. But little did I know, there was more to Noah than I ever knew. A continuation of sorts to Love in Loss. -previously published under tastethekiss-

So many of us waste away our lives waiting for a special moment, but it's all pointless if you waste the time that it takes to get there. The last thing you want is to look back ten years from now and regret not living for today. -previously published under tastethekiss-

In me, you see a friend. I don't want you to think I'm not cool with that. But it's those little moments every now and then when I think of you and smile. It's those little things that build a friendship but also tend to build something more. -previously published under tastethekiss-

Spice was just a person that happened to have a household that loved Halloween. What's so wrong with that? Nothing, for most, but this year, Spice is having an unforgetable Halloween. One that she'll take to the grave. -previously published under tastethekiss-